“I have always had more dread of a pen, a bottle of ink, and a sheet of paper than of a sword or pistol.”

A weakened mind always sees everything through a black veil. The soul makes its own horizons; your soul is dark, which is why you see such a cloudy sky.

I do not often laugh, sir, as you may perceive by the air of my countenance; but nevertheless, I retain the privilege of laughing when I please.

In business, sir, one has no friends, only correspondents.

Business? It’s quite simple; it’s other people’s money.

I do not cling to life sufficiently to fear death.

I’m sure you’re very nice, but you’d be even nicer if you went away.

True love always makes a man better, no matter who the woman is that inspires it.

Remember that what has once been done may be done again.

For there are two distinct sorts of ideas: Those that proceed from the head and those that emanate from the heart.

Wait and hope!

Women are never so strong as after their defeat.

Yet man will never be perfect until he learns to create and destroy; he does know how to destroy, and that is half the battle.

It was like the eve of a battle; the hearts beat, the eyes laughed, and they felft that the life they were perhaps going to lose, was after all, a good thing.

God is always the last resource.

True, I have raped history, but it has produced some beautiful offspring.

If God were suddenly condemned to live the life which He has inflicted upon men, He would kill Himself.